All of the protagonist's Daoist partners are mine!

Xing Moxie munched on the eighth-grade blood-nourishing fruit he had picked up for free, humming a little tune as he flew between the peaks of the Xuantian Immortal Sect on his sword.

But the sword beneath his feet was in terrible condition, moving erratically and frequently, often jamming.

Xing Moxie took it apart to take a look. Good heavens, what kind of broken spirit sword is this? What era is this? The Blade & Soul is still using a 3060. No wonder the benchmark scores are so bad.

Xiao Fan uses a 10086ti, and when he flies, it's like he has a warp drive.

Upon closer inspection, damn it, the core spirit crystals were all broken.

Oh, right, it was cracked by a punch from my previous self during the battle at the Demon Palace, so it's alright now.

"No way, what a load of crap! Lu Renjia is supposed to be an inner disciple of one of the five great immortal sects, how come he doesn't even have a spare flying sword in his pocket? He's just driving an old man's tractor here."

He possessed a poor wretch, that's enough.

Xing Moxie reminisced about how he used to travel with a nine-headed ancient evil beast pulling his carriage, a time when he was incredibly powerful and arrogant.

Unfortunately, all nine evil beasts were killed in the great battle, and they have probably been divided up by righteous cultivators for alchemy and weapon crafting.

Just as Xing Moxie was worrying about the scrap metal, a kind-hearted young man flew down from above on a sword.

"Isn't this Junior Brother Lu? Why is he stuck at the foot of the mountain? Has his spirit sword broken down?"

The boy's voice was familiar, and Xing Moxie searched Lu Renjia's memories as he looked at the newcomer.

The young man, who was slowly descending on his sword, made a sword incantation with his hands. His sword-stepping posture was also textbook-perfect, just like a novice driver who had just gotten his driver's license and dared not relax at all when he was on the road.

She has short, refreshing hair with a vibrant azure blue color, like the ocean.

The boy had thick eyebrows and a pair of large eyes that looked as unguarded as a hamster that had just gotten some sunflower seeds.

Found it, the corresponding memory.

Xing Moxie already knew that this person's name was Ye Tian. Goodness, another name with an off-the-charts protagonist vibe.

Continuing to recall...

Ye Tian and Lu Renjia both belong to the Qingxin Peak of the Xuantian Immortal Sect, and are from the same sect and lineage.

But strange memories arose: the young man in the early stage of the Golden Core realm was actually a true disciple of Qingxin Peak, while Lu Renjia, who was in the Nascent Soul stage, was only an inner disciple.

How is this going?

Xing Moxie continued to delve deeper into her memories...

Oh, I see. It seems that Ye Tian's background has a personal connection with their master—Yun Feixia, the elder of the Xuantian Immortal Sect and the peak master of Qingxin Peak.

Ever since Master Yun Feixia brought Ye Tian back from outside, she has spared no effort in teaching him, often giving him extra tutoring, and even forcefully bestowing upon Ye Tian the position of true disciple despite opposition.

Therefore, rumors once circulated in Qingxin Peak that "Ye Tian is the peak master's illegitimate son," "the peak master is a boy-lover," and "Ye Tian is being kept by the peak master."

However, at that time, Lu Renjia had already been humiliated and taken in as a follower by Xiao Fan, so he rarely cared about the affairs of Qingxin Peak, and only knew a little about Ye Tian's background.

Thinking of this, Xing Moxie adopted the proper demeanor of an inner disciple: "Greetings, Senior Brother Ye."

Chapter 8: 9 Another protagonist template?

"No need for formalities. I've heard that you followed Saint Xiao to fight the demon and made unparalleled contributions. You are now a hero of the world. It's truly enviable, and your merits are immeasurable."

Under Yun Feixia's protection, Ye Tian rarely had the opportunity to leave the Xuan Tian Immortal Sect, and he was filled with passion and endless longing for the adventure of eliminating demons and protecting the righteous path.

He couldn't help but ask his junior brother about the details of the Demon-Slaying War, and at the same time, he wanted to know what kind of person the peerless senior brother Xiao Fan was.

Xing Moxie laughed and said, "That's all thanks to Senior Brother Xiao."

Ye Tian glanced at his malfunctioning spirit sword and exclaimed in surprise, "Hey, Junior Brother Lu, how did you manage to control this sword? It's so badly damaged!"

"Sigh. It's all that old devil Xing's fault! He did so many evil deeds and he should have just died, but he had to put up a fight before he died. Now, he even broke the spirit sword, and it almost broke the string for me, Li Ning."

"It was a glorious injury, there's nothing we can do about it. What about warranty coverage?"

Xing Moxie shook his head: "Sigh, it's long past the warranty period. You know, these days, the after-sales service of big manufacturers is getting worse and worse."

Feeling sorry for his plight, Ye Tian shifted his position on the sword: "Junior Brother Lu, if you want to go up the mountain, then come with me."

"No, no, no, I can't accept this... Wow! Senior Brother Ye, your sword is so cool, the paint job is so stylish, where did you get it?" Xing Moxie exclaimed in amazement and envy.

Wow, this sword is something else! A golden blade, a shimmering silver-painted surface, and even visible dragon and tiger patterns in the forging of the immortal steel. In a word, awesome.

Ye Tian stood with his hands on his hips and head held high, feeling so pleased with the praise that he reached a climax.

This is his newly acquired sword, and he's out for a test drive to show it off. Inviting his junior brother to ride it was also primarily for this purpose.

Half-heartedly, Xing Moxie was dragged onto the sword.

Ye Tian formed a sword control incantation with his hands, and the core spirit crystal activated rapidly. With a whoosh, they disappeared from the spot.

Above the clouds, cranes flew in pairs, and Ye Tian and Xing Moxie rode their spirit swords one after the other, traversing between the peaks.

In the blink of an eye, they had covered a hundred miles.

[Beep! Turn left twenty miles ahead to enter the Cloud Pool Sword Path, then continue straight for ten miles to reach Qingxin Peak.]

"Wow! This is a spirit sword navigation? Senior Brother Ye, is the sword spirit in your sword an AI sword spirit that has already gained sentience?" Xing Moxie knew that Ye Tian wanted to show off, so he went along with his surprise.

Ye Tian was like a child who had just received an expensive new toy and wanted to gain envy from his peers; he couldn't be happier at that moment.

"Hehe, I don't know much about these things. My aunt gave me this sword, and she also got the sword spirit for me from the Sword Tomb. I thought everyone had one, but it turns out this one is really rare?"

Byd just gave you a couple of puffs and you think you're all that, huh? — Xing Moxie suppressed the urge to punch the kid.

Xing Moxie: "Aunt?"

Ye Tian suddenly realized, "Oh, right, I should call you Master or Peak Master outside. Junior Brother Lu, please keep this a secret for me. If Aunt finds out I've let it slip again, she'll punish me again."

So "aunt" refers to Yun Feixia, the peak master of Qingxin Peak.

Xing Moxie nodded in agreement: "Of course, no problem. But, so Senior Brother Ye is the Peak Master's nephew? I was quite ignorant."

"Ah, no, no, you misunderstood," Ye Tian explained. "What my aunt and I said—"

According to Ye Tian's recollection, Peak Master Yun Feixia was ambushed and injured by demonic cultivators while exploring a secret realm a hundred years ago. During her escape, she was rescued by a farming couple, who left her a communication jade talisman so she could repay their kindness in the future.

That couple were Ye Tian's ancestors.

Twenty years ago, Ye Tian's village was attacked and looted by bandits. In the critical moment, his parents crushed their ancestral jade talisman to call for help. But when Yun Feixia arrived, the village had been turned into a sea of ​​fire, and almost all the villagers had died. Only Ye Tian survived because his parents hid him in a well.

Later, Yun Feixia wiped out the bandits, buried the village, and brought the young Ye Tian back to Qingxin Peak to take him as her disciple, hoping to make up for the regret of not being able to save the descendants of the other benefactors.

Some of these relationships were only revealed to Ye Tian by Yun Feixia after he came of age.

As for the title "aunt," it doesn't have any special meaning. It was just that when Ye Tian was young, he blurted out that title after seeing Yun Feixia, and it has been used ever since.

After hearing Ye Tian's past, Xing Moxie thought to himself, "Wow, he really is the protagonist template. Orphaned, with a teacher and a house, all he's missing is a younger sister."

"Huh? Wait a minute, Senior Brother Ye, you don't have a younger sister, do you?"

Ye Tian was shocked: "Huh? Junior Brother Lu, how did you know? I've never told anyone about this before."

Holy crap, it really exists.

"Uh, I just asked casually and guessed."

"According to my aunt, I do have a younger sister. On the day the bandits burned down the village, a neighbor carried my infant sister and fled for ten miles, but they were eventually caught by the bandits. In the critical moment, a passing cultivator from a celestial sect saw that my sister had excellent spiritual roots and rescued her. It is said that my sister is now cultivating at the Zhantian Pavilion."

[Beep! You have arrived at your destination, Qingxin Peak. Navigation ended. Thank you for using this service.]

As they were talking, Xing Moxie and Ye Tian had already arrived at the main gate of their respective Immortal Peak.

"Junior Brother Lu, then I'll leave you here..."

"Thank you for your trouble, Senior Brother Ye. Please accept this small token of my respect."

Xing Moxie handed over the leftover eighth-grade blood-nourishing fruit pit. It was difficult to refine this thing, and it was a bit of a waste to throw it away.

Ye Tian didn't recognize the eighth-grade Blood Nourishing Fruit, but his cultivator's intuition told him that the fruit pit in front of him was a good thing and would be of great benefit to him.

"I was just giving you a ride, it was nothing, how could I accept such a generous gift?"

"Please accept this, Senior Brother Ye. After the war against the demons ends, I will be staying at Qingxin Peak. I hope you will take good care of me in the future."

"Well, since you put it that way," Ye Tian said sheepishly, "Junior Brother Lu, you're such a good person. From now on, you can come to me for anything that happens at Qingxin Peak. If I can't handle something, I can even put in a good word for you with your aunt."

After seeing Ye Tian off, Xing Moxie followed the original owner's memories and arrived at the courtyard belonging to Lu Renjia, the body in this body.

As inner disciples of the five great immortal sects, their living conditions are impeccable. The small courtyard consists of three rooms and two gardens, which is more than enough to accommodate ten or twenty people, let alone one.

"It really doesn't feel real," Xing Moxie remarked as he walked beside the several acres of fairy fields in the back garden.

Previously, he had only set foot on the land of righteous sects after they had been destroyed. This was the first time he had ever been able to freely enter and leave in full view of everyone.

He urged himself to get used to this feeling as soon as possible, because from now on his identity would no longer be that of a demon lord bound by the laws of heaven.

"Hmm. Speaking of which, what should we do now?"

After wandering around the fairy field twice, Xing Moxie found himself at a loss for what to do.

Chapter 9: 10 Cheap Masters Who Need No Discipline

If we're talking about the ultimate goal of cultivators, it must be ascension.

However, Xing Moxie could not openly cultivate demonic arts within the Xuantian Immortal Sect, because he discovered numerous absurd sensing arrays within the sect's territory along the way.

Although those formations are not as sensitive as magic-suppressing runes, they can still detect the spiritual energy fluctuations of demonic cultivators to a certain extent.

This means that within the Xuan Tian Immortal Sect, he can only use the original orthodox cultivation techniques of this body.

But this body's cultivation level in orthodox techniques is only a pitiful early stage of Nascent Soul. What can he use to show off?

Xing Moxie wasn't going to follow any Versailles-like logic. He knew that most cultivators wouldn't even reach the Core Formation stage in their entire lives, but in the Demon Lord's eyes, Nascent Soul cultivation was indeed rather meager.

Both the mid-grade Wood Spirit Root and the cheap White Tiger Battle Body are rather useless.

Although he recovered 90% of his demonic cultivation during the possession, his current physique will affect his subsequent cultivation.

With his current physical condition, he probably won't be able to ascend even when his lifespan is over.

"Sigh, if only I had possessed Xiao Fan back then, not only would I have had a beautiful harem to sleep with, but with his talent, my cultivation would have been smooth sailing."

It's all that wretched Heavenly Law's fault; it had to interfere in the end.

Just then, the voice of an outer disciple responsible for relaying orders rang out from outside the courtyard: "Senior Brother Lu, Senior Brother Lu! The Peak Master wants to see you."

"Ok?"

Is there work coming in?

……

Why would you need to recall memories to get to the Peak Master's main hall?

At the highest point of Qingxin Peak, there lies an ancient building nestled amidst swirling clouds and mist, where glimpses of spiritual light occasionally pierce through the beaded curtain.

Enveloped in ethereal mist, imbued with ancient charm.

Xing Moxie stepped onto the jade steps and passed through the palace gate with the demon-revealing mirror hanging high above, arriving at a bright hall with a brass-colored main tone and wood tones as a complement.

Above the two sets of steps is a crescent-shaped couch made from the branches of a dead but still spiritual tree, where Qingxin Peak Master Yun Feixia leans against.

Yun Feixia lazily tilted her head, draped in a light and elegant gauze dress, and rested her fair legs on one side, half-bent, on the spacious couch.

I wonder how many men in the world would risk their lives to lick her tempting, sinful calves.

Yun Feixia's stunning beauty rivals that of a true immortal. She is one of the two beauties of the Xuantian Immortal Sect, and her reputation is well-deserved; she is indeed born with a beautiful appearance.

But those lazy eyes and the listless expression made it hard to associate this beautiful woman with the elders of the five great immortal sects.

Yes, Qingxin Peak Master Yun Feixia is a lazy bum, a jerk, and a complete slacker.

"This disciple greets Peak Master."

"Hmm? Hmm." Yun Feixia responded casually.

She didn't even glance at the disciple who had returned victorious.

With a casual gesture, he sent a storage ring flying to Xing Moxie's front.

"This is what the sect leader promised you; it contains a year's worth of true disciple-level cultivation resources. According to Tian'er, you gave him something quite nice. Consider the extra spirit stones inside as my thank-you gift to you."

Xing Moxie wondered why the lazy master in the original owner's memories would suddenly summon a disciple he had never cared about.

If it's just a reward to be handed over to the sect leader, then sending someone to deliver it would be fine.

So it was because of Ye Tian. It seems the relationship between the Peak Master and Ye Tian is closer than expected.

"Thank you, Peak Master."

When Xing Moxie was in the Xuan Tian Hua Dao Realm, due to the interference of too many restrictions and the auras of too many powerful cultivators, he was unable to properly examine his cheap master.